Wednesday, November 03, 2010

Well that was just terrible. Habs lose 3-0. It's not that we were shutout, it's that we were terrible. Totally lost. No offence, no defence, no nothing. We suck. Are we overreacting? You bet! More later today if we can stomach it;

We can't even take solace in the Laefs losing and Dion Phaneuf getting injured;

I miss GG's work. But if we can request for some strippers, can we get John Holmes, Peter North and good ol' Ron Jeremy? At the very least, it would be some quality brain bleach for yesterday's stinker.

feeling a bit better, though it won't last. Blues are one point behind with 23 games in hand. If we finish behind St Louis this year the judgement on the Gainey epoch will be grim. Misspelling the Laefs cheered me up a bit, but I agree with some commenters, it is getting a bit tired that they are always on the bottom and only play well, check viciously and/or injure one of our most essential players when they play us. Also, Habs performance may have been due to strong division competition...now the pressure's off...

Remembering another doomed franchise, have to say there is something heartwrenchingly pathetic about your goal song being "Life is Life" punctuated with a pre-recorded 'wooo!'.

Too fucking bad about the Devils. I hope they finish 30th overall, 'cause didn't the league take their first round pick from them for their cap circumvention antics? Ha! Too bad Fat Marty. Have another donut... or three.

This was my hockey career. I could score at will in traffic and back check like a plague on defense. But I was a little guy and NSFW for the future. Unlike Denis Savard I did not smoke. So am I bitter yes, but show me some strippers, give me weed whites and wine and I will be willing, to forgive God for making me so short.

About Four Habs Fans

The Four(-ish) Habs Fans are four(-ish) Habs fans. Three are from Montreal, though one of those is now stuck in the middle of the Red Mile. The other somehow grew up a Habs fan in the middle of Ontario Cottage Country, and now lives in Hogtown. Some of them are lawyers, so they are opinionated, and may or may not be assholes.

HabsFan29 is a lifelong Montrealer who decided the Four Habs Fans' email exchanges about the Habs were just too stupidly amusing and occasionally intelligent not to share with the world. The 29 is for the greatest (only?) Goalie-lawyer-PM candidate ever. He would like his mom to know that his meth habit is overstated on this blog for comedic effect.

HabsFan4 paid tribute to one of the finest gentlemen to ever don a Canadiens sweater. His legacy as one of the pioneers of the Gangsta Rap movement has always been understated. His Jaro posts will be recalled fondly by all.

HabsFanForever33 aka Panger is a Montrealer in Exile currently residing mere blocks from the Red Mile, yet whose passion for all things Canadiens has only embiggened with distance. HFF33 worships at the altar of St. Patrick. Panger still gets chills recalling the moment he met the greatest goal-scorer of all time, The Rocket. HFF33 is a life-long Habs fan, except during the Houle-Tremblay Era, when Le Club de Hockey Canadiens was dead to Panger.

HabsFan10 grew up watching Le Demon Blond on Radio-Canada with his unilingual English Dad in a WASPy little town in Maple Leafs country, at least until the playoffs each year, when he got to hear Danny Gallivan and Dick Irvin because the Leafs played on opposite nights (if they made the playoffs at all). Rick Middleton and Cam Neely sometimes haunt his dreams. He thinks Thurso, Quebec should be declared a national historical site. If you aren't sure what the 10 in HF10 stands for, you're on the wrong site, buster.

All mind-bogglingly warped Photoshop work courtesy the warped mind of GoldenGirl11 a.k.a. LukeyNussbaum11. All stripperrific vision expressed by contributors through Photoshop are solely those of the individual writer and do not reflect the opinions of GG11, a card carrying feminist, although she's sure that they are the opinions of her four sons even if they don't care to admit it.

moeman born in l'Estie'd'Québec, was baptized Maurice because well his Mom, seeing his beautiful dark locks and glaring eyes knew he'd need a namesake, actually it was his Mon Oncle Yvon that CHristened his Habstism, deep in central Ontario no less. He took life's circuitous route and blessed his own son with the name Patrick in 1993. He also has a gorgeous daughter but she's a Sens fan, so, meh. moeman loves women, wine, song, women, Habs, his kids, women, iOS Apps, hockey blogging women and women. His other passion, he hates the leaf. He also loves women.